i awoke last
night, 3am
stomach hurt
burned a little
too
went to the fridge
drank a few mouth
fulls of milk right
from the carton
shuffled back
to bed
wide awake now
my white cat curled
up tight on my bedspread
glowed subtly in the
faint streaming light
from the window
crawled in bed
trying not to
distupt the cat's slumber
i lay there
mind going
too fast for
my own good
the creeping fear
of uncertainty clawed
at my subconsciousness
the rednumbered digital
clock stared at me
reproving
rolled over on my right side
facing the wall
prayed
i think
hoping to fall a sleep
my stomach
burned a little
bunched the
pillows around my
head
squeezed my eyes & willed
sleep to come--
it played coy
a muffled throat mew told me
to settle down
i tried
sleep played
hard to get
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4 comments:
Been having a lot of nights like that myself. Hope it all shakes out soon.
me, too.
It's all part of getting older - and having the ability to think.
Hope it all shakes out soon.
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